“Marshal” the person on the other end quickly picked up the call.
“Mm,” Di Kun replied.
“I’ve already delivered the juice. Can you contact any other buyers on your end?”
Tao Fu, on the other side, was completely shocked.
What in the world is going on?
Isn’t the Marshal supposed to be on leave, checking for traitors? How did he end up on DQ008 selling juice?
“I still have forty-eight cups left,” Tao Fu stammered, before Di Kun continued.
“Ahem Marshal, you’re really selling juice?” Tao Fu quickly recovered.
Di Kun frowned.
“Yes.”
His wife needed money. As her future husband and the father of her child, he had to take responsibility for their livelihood.
Also, this was a chance to prove himself in front of her.
“This… should I have someone contact the Security Bureau in Boundless City and buy a batch from you?” Tao Fu quickly suggested.
DQ008 was conveniently within their defensive zone, and all planets within that zone were under military jurisdiction.
A little arrangement to send some benefits to the Security Bureau wasn’t impossible.
Di Kun felt tempted.
“At this hour, there probably aren’t many people on duty at the Security Bureau,” he said cautiously.
“There are. Unlike other departments, the Security Bureau has people on duty at night. In Boundless City, at least twenty or thirty people are on duty at night.”
“Fine. Let’s provide some benefits to the Security Bureau there. Every officer on duty tonight gets one cup of natural juice,” Di Kun decided immediately.
Tao Fu was astonished.
The Marshal really just to sell juice was willing to go this far?
“Yes, sir!” Despite his surprise, Tao Fu quickly confirmed.
“And check with other departments too. Reward those who are hardworking and perform well. The military should give them recognition,” Di Kun added.
As for the type of reward, he didn’t need to specify.
“Yes! I’ll have someone investigate and report back to you by 9 a.m. tomorrow!” Tao Fu understood and immediately agreed.
Di Kun nodded in satisfaction.
“Besides these bulk orders, any suggestions for selling juice on the streets?”
Wholesale was handled; retail still needed attention.
The more he could sell, the easier it would be for his wife.
Tao Fu almost doubted whether his Marshal had been replaced by an imposter.
Still, he swallowed nervously and offered his advice.
“If the Marshal really wants to sell juice, why not buy some light-up toys to attract attention? If the toys have words like ‘Natural Juice for Sale,’ you wouldn’t even need to shout.”
Tao Fu imagined his Marshal wearing glowing headbands, selling natural juice, and cringed.
“Also, you could give small toys as gifts buy two cups of juice and get a small toy. It might improve sales!”
Di Kun listened while considering the practicality of Tao Fu’s suggestions.
“What about during the day?” he asked.
“Daytime?”
“Daytime is simpler. You just stand there with a sign saying ‘Natural Juice for Sale.’ Plenty of uh, passersby will buy!” Tao Fu corrected himself mid-sentence.
This wasn’t an exaggeration.
Their Marshal’s face could rival the most popular actors in the Empire.
Perhaps even surpass them after all, actors wear makeup and use photo editing, but the Marshal was naturally handsome.
Di Kun didn’t reply.
He was still considering the feasibility of Tao Fu’s advice.
Was Tao Fu suggesting he sell his looks?
Di Kun frowned at the thought.
“Or… you could have Zhan Feng displayed instead, and let Zhan Feng hold a sign to sell the juice.”
“If you do that, you’d need to rent a booth in the commercial street. Prime spots won’t be cheap,” Tao Fu added.
“Mm,” Di Kun acknowledged.
Compared to selling his own looks, having Zhan Feng do it seemed more acceptable.
“Marshal, what’s going on? Are you planning to start a business?” Tao Fu asked cautiously, hearing Di Kun agree to display Zhan Feng.
His suggestion was meant as a joke; he never expected the Marshal to actually agree.
Zhan Feng, though not the Marshal’s combat mech, was the prototype for the Zhan Shen mech.
The military genius He Ran had designed Zhan Feng, which caught the Marshal’s attention, eventually making He Ran the head of the Military Design Department.
Five years later, Zhan Shen became the Empire’s top mech, yet only a few knew of Zhan Feng’s existence.
Its value remained significant, especially for the Marshal.
Di Kun paused.
“I need to earn money to support my family,” he said.
What?
“My fiancée and our baby are on DQ008.”
Ah?!
Tao Fu thought he misheard.
“My identity needs to remain secret, so I can’t provide financial support to them for now.”
“And I want to work alongside her so she gradually trusts me.”
“F-Fuh… the lady doesn’t know your identity?” Tao Fu stuttered.
The Marshal has a woman? And she even has his child?!
Oh my, he knew such a secret?!
The Marshal, once thought disinterested in women even suspected by the Empress was secretly in love!
Does the Empress know?
Tao Fu couldn’t contain himself; he wanted to share this explosive news.
“She probably doesn’t know,” Di Kun said.
“This ends with you. Don’t tell anyone else.”
Tao Fu’s face stiffened.
He felt stifled.
“Also, keep monitoring those people. Report back immediately if you notice anything unusual.”
Tao Fu became serious.
“Yes!”
Di Kun gave a few more instructions and hung up.
Thinking of the forty-eight cups of juice in his mech necklace, he decided to follow Tao Fu’s suggestion and buy some light-up toys to attract attention.
But he couldn’t touch his account funds, so he decided to find Su Yue first.
With his wife’s location, it wasn’t difficult.
Following the navigation, he soon saw his wife and her elder brother collecting juice for customers.
He turned off the light-brain and strode toward Su Yue.
“Yue Yue”
Su Yue turned, meeting the gaze of the bright and smiling man, her heart skipping a beat.
Because the area was well-lit, many nearby women noticed Di Kun. Some were starstruck and even pulled out their light-brains to take pictures.
Di Kun didn’t care photos would soon be deleted anyway.
Still, it reminded him to do some disguise the next time he went out.
“Why are you here?” Su Yue’s expression grew awkward with so many eyes on him.
Di Kun’s gaze was fixed solely on Su Yue, oblivious to the crowd.
“I just thought of some ideas to help sell juice and came to discuss them with you.”
Su Yue straightened, serious.
“What ideas?”